The first night after Logan had gone home, Kendall had sat at the dinner table, telling his mother everything about Logan. What they played, what they talked about, the fact that Logan was going to be in his kindergarten class, how he had even lost a tooth already. His mother had listened intently as the boy chattered away, barely taking breaks to eat a spoonful of stew, speaking around a carrot or piece of meat.

That was more than a week ago, and since then, Kendall and Logan had become inseparable. Wherever Ms. Knight found her son, Logan was sure to be there. Ms. Knight began to just assume that Logan practically lived at her house now, for as much as Kendall had the boy around. The night before Kendall's first day of kindergarten, Ms. Knight went to tuck in her son and tell him goodnight as usual, but she was stopped by a small hand holding onto her shirt sleeve.

"Can Logan ride with us to school tomorrow? I don't want to go alone." Ms. Knight smiled down at her son, pushing some of his blonde hair out of his face, and placing a kiss on his forehead.

"If Logan wants to ride with us, that's all right with me sweetheart." Kendall pulled the covers up to just under his chin as his mother finished tucking him in, and as she turned out the light, Kendall couldn't wait for his first day of school tomorrow.

The next morning was a blur for Kendall, as his mother raced around the house to make sure he had everything he would need, while trying to sooth a crying Katie, who had been fussing all morning. She had packed him a lunch, made sure he was dressed, packed his lunch in his backpack, and was currently trying to buckle Katie into her car seat in the back of the van, while Logan and Kendall just watched from their spots on the sidewalk.

"Are you scared Logan," Kendall asked quietly, looking over to the brunette standing beside him, who merely shook his head, and smiled at Kendall, gap still present between his teeth.

"No, because I have you with me." Kendall couldn't help but stand just a bit taller at the shorter boys statement, a new sense of courage surging through his veins. If Logan wasn't afraid, than Kendall wasn't either, because he had Logan and with the two of them, there was nothing to be afraid of.

The drive to school started off quite noisily as Katie continued to cry from her spot in the car seat, her small face flushed, as tears rolled down her chubby cheeks. Ms. Knight had tried all morning to get her to settle down, but to no avail, as the baby seemed inconsolable. Yet as she turned the corner away from the house, the crying seemed to stop, and suddenly a babies gurgling laughter was filling the car, where previously only crying could be heard.

"Kendall, how did you get her to stop," Ms. Knight asked, taking a peek in the review towards Kendall who shook his head with a smile.

"Logan did it. He was making funny faces at her, and she just stopped. She likes Logan mom!" Ms. Knight looked away from her son in the review mirror, and went back to focusing on the road, a smile upon her lips.

"Well thank you Logan." Yet as Kendall looked over to Logan, he noticed the boys own cheeks flushing and suddenly his clasped hands in his lap seemed increasingly interesting. Kendall was surprised that no matter how much time Logan spent at his home, and around his mother and sister, the boy just never seemed to get any more comfortable with his mother. Logan seemed fine around Katie, but around Ms. Knight the boy would clam up, blush, and just remain silent, sometimes going as far as to hide behind Kendall. Kendall's mother never seemed to mind though, she seemed all right with the boys shy attitude and never once questioned him, or made him answer her.

Kendall was so deep in thought that he never noticed his mother pulling to a stop in front of a large building, and opening the back door to the van. Kendall looked to Logan, and before they even made it out of the car, the two had clasped their hands together, holding onto the other tightly as they waited for Kendall's mother to retrieve Katie from the car. They both followed closely behind Ms. Knight as she led them through the school to a small door, decorated on the outside with snowflakes, and snowmen. Stepping inside Kendall noticed that there were quite a few kids in the classroom, and he couldn't help but take a small step closer to his mother. His mother was currently speaking quietly to another women in the front of the class, apparently the teacher, and they kept looking over to Logan and him, and before he knew it, the other woman was kneeling down before him.

"Hi Kendall, my name is Ms. Krenshaw. Your mother tells me that you and Logan are good friends, is that right?" He couldn't help but nod, noticing the way Logan was once again hiding behind him, and the action alone was enough to make Kendall stand tall, puffing out his chest unconsciously. "Well Kindergarten is all about making new friends, so we're going to make sure that you and Logan make lots of friends ok?" Kendall nodded, looking up to his mother, as she leaned down as well.

"I have to go home ok? I'll be waiting right here after school ok? Have a fun day today." She placed a kiss on Kendall's head, and Kendall watched as his mother and his teacher walked out into the hallway for a moment, leaving Logan and him standing in the colorful classroom, full of kids. Logan had previously said he wasn't afraid, but with the way the boy was hiding behind him, he assumed that maybe he was a little more afraid than he had previously let on. So Kendall decided he was going to protect the smaller of the two, leading them towards the back of the room where there was some empty room, and a few toys that weren't being played with. The two boys decided to spend most of their time playing back there until the teacher had come back into the room, and headed right for them.

"Kendall, Logan, we have a small problem. It looks like Logan is supposed to be in the other kindergarten room." Kendall stood up, standing in front of his smaller friend, stretching his arms out to try and block their teacher from his friend.

"Nuh uh, he's supposed to be with me. That's here. He's in this class!" Unfortunately their teacher didn't understand the importance of Logan staying with him.

"I'm sorry Kendall, follow me Logan." Kendall looked over his shoulder to see his friend, head hung low and lower lip stuck out, and Kendall couldn't just let him leave. Grabbing his friends hand, he watched as his friend looked up at him sadly before starting to walk away again, their hands unlinking as the shorter boy left out the door they had just moments ago come from.

Suddenly there were just a few too many kids, and too small of a space, and Kendall wasn't sure he could handle this whole kindergarten thing without his friend by his side. Maybe when he talked to his mom after school she could talk the teachers into letting Logan back in this class, or maybe let him switch over to Logan's class. The gears were turning in his head so quickly, he was barely noticing the other kids in the classroom playing, until one hyper active little boy ran into his side, toppling them both over.

"I'm sorry," the little boy exclaimed adjusting the helmet he wore on his head as he stood up, reaching out to help Kendall up as well. As Kendall took the smaller kids hand, he watched as a taller boy came running up behind him, hitting the top of the first boys helmet.

"Carlos you dumby watch where you're going." Both boys smiled sheepishly at Kendall, and both at once stuck their hands out towards him. Kendall didn't want to be rude, so crossing his arms, he shook both their hands at once, smiling a bit.

"My names Carlos," said the boy sporting the helmet, while he shook Kendall's hand vigorously.

"My name is James." James was just an inch or so taller than Kendall, but the boy had long brown hair, and if Kendall didn't know better, he might have confused the tall boy for a girl. His cheeks were even tinted pink, like when Logan was blushing.

"My name's Kendall and this is…" Kendall went to introduce the boy who usually would be right beside him, but frowned when he remembered that Logan wasn't in his class anymore. "Nevermind…" Kendall hung his head down shuffling his feet a bit, wishing Logan was here right now.

"Oh, was your friend the one that got sent to the other classroom? I didn't see them, but the teacher had called him.. Lola… right," James asked looking towards the door as if expecting the boy to come back through the door, just so James could have gotten a look at him.

"His name is Logan," Kendall corrected, looking back at the door when he noticed James looking, hoping maybe his friend was coming back through the door. Unfortunately he saw no brunette hair coming back through the doorway, and he sighed unhappily.

"You can play with us," Carlos exclaimed happily, grabbing onto Kendall's hand and pulling the blonde boy towards the direction the two had previously come from. "We were playing super heroes. James is Bandana-Man and I'm Super Meteor!" Kendall smiled, looking to the two boys, yet in the back of his mind, he hoped Logan was meeting someone as well, and wasn't sitting all by himself in his other classroom. He was going to make sure to meet him after school was over, and then maybe all four of them could play together. For now though it was just the three of them, and while Kendall had never really thought of himself as a super hero, he wasn't about to let the chance to be a super hockey player get past him.

The three of them had barely even figured out what their arch nemesis would be when the teacher walked back into the room, and began telling everyone to pick seats. Kendall, Carlos, and James had all decided to sit one right next to the other, and the teacher seemed to have no problem, as long as they weren't talking while she was trying to teach. The silence between them had only lasted a few moments before they were quietly whispering to each other when their teachers back was turned, and when she would turn around to make sure everyone was paying attention, they were sitting up straight, the picture of innocence.

When lunch had rolled around, Kendall had pulled out his lunchbox, looking down into it while inside sat a carton of chocolate milk, a pudding cup, and a whole peanut butter and jelly sandwich. He figured his mom had just been so busy while making it, she had forgot that he was only eating half a sandwich. Then again, maybe his mom was worried he wasn't eating enough, as she always told him to make sure to eat everything on his plate because he was a growing boy. So he didn't want to upset his mother, and went about eating his entire sandwich.

"So what is Logan like," Carlos asked curiously, chocolate staining the corner of his lips from his hostess cake from his own lunch. James leaned over around Carlos to watch Kendall as the blonde boy began explaining the first time Logan and him had met, right up until he had been taken to the other classroom. He didn't spare any details, making sure the other boys knew just how amazing Logan was, and Kendall couldn't help but watch as their own faces lit up. "Wow! He sounds cool, maybe this weekend we can all play or something!" Kendall could only smile and nod, looking down at the last bite of his sandwich, as he now couldn't wait for school to end to see Logan, and then for the weekend to come where his best friend could meet his new friends, and he knew they'd all have a lot of fun playing together.

Hey lookie at this lol These chapters are shorter, so it's a bit easier to crank them out. They also might suck, but I'm trying to make them.. Ya know.. Not suck. Poor lil Logie and Kendall, getting separated on their first day of school. That sucks for them.

Originally I didn't want to put Carlos and James in this story, but I love the fearsome foursome too much to leave out two of them. They won't play major rolls in this, so don't expect to see them all the time, but ya.. Here they are.

Also… I'll reiterate again, DO NOT GUESS IN THE REVIEWS. I'm not going to tell you the ending because that would be stupid, so just don't bother guessing because you may ruin it for other people. So just don't do it. Please.

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